Good news:
Maths test is over.
Good news:
There's a fire drill tomorrow. Wow fun. (From a reliable source)
More good news:
There are NO tests next week!! (As much as i know)
Bad news:
I just flunked the Maths test.
Bad news:
Tomorrow is the 2.4 run/jog/walk/crawl.
More bad news:
The CME project deadline is tomorrow.

Yunxuan has done the childhood thingy!!!! YAY.

Please do it, anyone who's interested!













WOOTS. 2.4

So everyone has a childhood.

Name 5 things you remember from your childhood:

1. I loved sailormoon. My ex-tailor of an aunt made my sis and i these sailormoon suits. We only wore them once.

2. I fought with my neighbour over something or another, and she hit me with this kiddy plastic golf puck (its called golf puck is it? the stick?). We had a fight and both of us started bawling, and i never spoke to her since. God, that's sad.

3. I was at this Arts and Craft class at the community centre, and this girl, she had a similar pair of scissors as me, and we just exchanged it for fun. Hers was old and rusty (not really lar, im just being biased), while mine was in a pristine condition. After the lesson, she wouldn't return it to me. Then, her ah ma came over to scold her, and she started crying like i had bullied her. I just sat there, staring. She kept my pair, and i kept hers. I still have it, it is a pair of Polly Pocket (c) ones, pale green in colour. And it hasn't corroded. Oh well.

4. Once, i was waiting at the void deck for my cousin to come back from tuition. I was with my aunt (another one). I remember standing on some ledge, and jumping up and down, a moment later, i was face down on the floor. I started bawling (again). There was this bump on my head, and i remember my aunt rubbing at it with zambuk (its spelled like that right?), and i was squirming with pain. I still have that bump, on my forehead, and it can be seen (as a lump) when i raise my eyebrows. SIGH.

5. My cousin, my sis and i always hit each other with our bolsters. (: Pathetic.

Name 4 childhood friends:

1. I don't remember her name, but i remember, when i was in child-care, we two used to hide from the teachers, under a table, and sing 'the moon represents my heart'. Saddening. I bet if i saw her now, i wouldn't be able to recognise her. *sighs*

2. There was this girl from my primary one class, her name was vanessa, i guess, and all i remember about her was that she always borrowed money from me, and never returned what she owed. I still remember what she looked like. HAHA, i can extort money from her, if i see her some other time. LOL.

3. There was this guy, who was supposedly my "best friend" in P1 ( i remember, as i wrote in down in some 'journal' (which the teacher checked each week). His name was (and is) Dominic (again, from the 'journal'), and i completely forgot ANYTHING about him.

4. There was this girl i knew in P2, and she was fascinated by my hair colour, and used to pluck my hair on the school bus. LOL.

Name 3 Childhood games you love:

1. Catching (i remember playing this as a class, in P2, and P5. It was fun. (:)

2. ji1 dan4 ji1 dan4 kan4 shui2 de4 ji1 dan4 xian1 po4. That ultimate lame game.

3. Country Erasers! The one where you pushed the 10 cent eraser and tried to land on each other's. The winner gets to kup the loser's eraser. Haha.

And don't forget, Pokemon.I played role-playing games with my friends in class (during lessons), and we were pokemon trainers.

Name 2 silly childhood beliefs:

1. I believed there were mermaids in the drain (after watching the little mermaid), and everytime a passed a drain (those with metal grilles on), i would say "mermaid". That is, after one day i tripped over the drain and hurt my knee. I stopped saying "mermaid" after that.

2. At yamaha, my piano teacher was always standing in front of us, and since we did not understand "mirror images" at that age, she told us that adults had different hands from children, that our left hand was their right hand, and vice versa. It was until i was in P2 when i foundout i was duped. I asked my mother whether it was true that adults had different hands from us. I was rather confused then.

Sabo 1 person to do this quiz:

1. Yunxuan

Mwahaha.













We are the world, we are the children. (:

Its speech day today!!
And i'm staying at home, slacking.
Sigh. Just as Yunxuan said, next week is a killer.
CHINESE TEST, MATHS TEST (Oh, the HORROR!), 2.4km run/jog/WALK, and who knows what.
It's been an okay week i guess.
First, i got stuff from the Italy people (well, 2) and one reportedly wrote in her PC saying Italy guys were "super-shuai".
NO, i'm not green with envy, i don't drool over guys.
Haha, Yunxuan.
Anyway, Mingshuan gave me some chocolate (Magnum Infinity, typical), and a postcard from some place called the Arena. *sighs*
Anyway, the chocolate, unfamiliar as it is to the hot and humid weather of Singapore, it decided to melt as it sat under my table. Fine, so it was kind of squishy and soft and liquefied, but it was still in its wrapper, and i thought i could like get it home in time and pop it into the fridge.
However, while a was at the bus-stop my friend accidently squeezed the choc. Ok, it was just a little squeeze, but guess what, the wrapper was too flimsy to hold in the molten Chocolate anymore, and i didn't know it, thus i out the whole bar into my pocket.
Smart move.
Then, halfway through the bus journey, i felt something amiss.
I stuck my hand into my pocket and felt something sticky, what the hell?
When i took my hand out, i realised it was chocolate.
DAMN.
Sweet, glorious chocolate!
Flown in from Italy!
Filled with rich, dripping caramel!
Damn.
I was such a pig that i ate it anyway.
Oh man, it was great.
CHOCOLATE!!!
Also, i got a bracelet from Wei Rui.
Thanks, both of you. (though i doubt anyone is reading this)
And 4H got chocs from Mrs Tan.
Nice. (both the teacher and the chocs, oh well)
I got this hazelnut one. And Yingyu gave me her diabetes-causing cream one which wasn't even the blue wrappered one.

Enough about chocolates.













World Peace! V












I wonder where Mrs. Tan bought the chocs from.

WORLD PEACE!

Seems like my blog is rather ulu.
No one is heeding my sound advice!
Instead, the situation has taken a "nasty turn".
Please! Where is the LOVE?
Olsje emsu ais ekw?
Try decoding THAT.
Haha don't bother. That's Vivienist, of the city of Vivienista.
And don't worry, i'm not jealous of you all.
And i do not hate you.
And also, French-cum-English-cum-Chinese people are really pro, I don't have anything against them.
You keep saying you hate them. FINE. It's a free world, but its starting to get boring.
Think of something original will you?
It's boring up the Blogosphere.
And if you hate each other so much, why not tell each other, right in the face?
You know, they may miss the point, since they may not visit your blogs?



Go on, say," I hate you, you ***********."
Note: the above sentence does not contain any opinions of the blogger.
WORLD PEACE!
Don't any of you think that this is rather immature of both sides? (Not that I can really comment on that)
I mean, when you are 70 and wrinkly, you'll probably look back at this and die laughing.
My, the things youngsters do nowadays.

*sings*
People killin',
people dyin'
Children hurt and
you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above'
Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love


But i do look down on bloody dissemblers. (Since hatred is a sin)

Anyway, PEACE!

tlaxcmx hfienc dinds. nue dfbeu dhjs. sdhf susndjsn idjwidk ofkd pfksl hfiue! (haha)



amadan! Gread Leat! ( Hey, that's Irish, although there's supposed to be this thingy on the a in the middle of amadan)


Ochon o! (again, there's this thingy on the 'O's)

Is glad iad na cnoic i bhfad uainn. (Irish)





Anyway, in case people say that these phrases are lousy Irish, they are wrong. I'm an Irish scholar in disguise. Your translator is just lousy.

World peace, please!

Fine.
You don't like them, they don't like you.
Can you all just shut up and give it a rest?
If you're not happy then scold them in their face lar.
Both of you.
Peace?
*everyone sings*
We are the world,
we are the children.
We are the ones who make a brighter day.
So lets start giving.
Theres a choice ,
we're making
We're saving our own lives
its true
we'll make a better day
Just you and me

Embrace the Earth, Love each other!

Or rather, shut up.









You want me to spell it out?
Can both the "rubbish group" and the "Outcasts" stop screwing each other.











Please make sure you see the quotation signs, aka " ".












Peace.
Please, don't be offended by this post. But if you are, SCREW YOU.
kidding.




WORLD PEACE "V"

I'm back!
Yes, yes, sorry for the absence, but i had been busy meditating atop the Bukit Timah Batholith.
Darn. The Geog test is tomorrow and what am i still doing here? Hai.. Cos i don't want to disappoint you, avid readers. HA.
I bet i'll fail it.
And its all because of you all!
No choir no life.
Yes, I'm going to slash my wrist out of depression.
No, don't worry, its just a joke.
Oh, yar, i heard from some choir member *Tay's secret admirer (again, a joke)* that there's going to be a FOYER concert.

Thanks.

Just when we were getting sad and moody and gloomy and appropriately miserable about our -ahem- last concert, they have to throw a foyer concert at us. MAN. FOYER?
Foyer?
Foyer?
Foyer?
Foyer?
Foyer?
Foyer?
Foyer?

Sorry, that was totally random, gay and lame.
Anyway, FOYER???
Damn.
I hate the foyer.
And it totally spoils our boo-hoo-choir-has-ended mood.
Man.
I don't want my last choir concert to be at the foyer!
Ugh.
Then again, choir rocks my world. :)
Wait, did that come out totally sarcastic?
Oh well, some things never change.
BLAH.
The others are at Italy!!!
The land of sun, sea and spaghetti.
I'm GREEN with jealousy.
And i was so enthu lor.
I went to send them off.
I'm such a loving choir mate.
Yes, yes, i'm sure you agree.














Geography is beckoning me.
Later!











Choir e divertimento!












Thats Italian, by the way.











arrivederci! (This is also Italian :))